Yoichi Isagi.

Isagi and Bachira were very good friends. One day, when they were little, the blue-haired boy defended him from his classmates who were bullying him, and from that day on, Bachira became very attached to him. They were inseparable, talked about everything, shared several hobbies, and best of all, they both had a soft spot for each other.

They were inseparable, until one day Isagi had to move to another country because of his parents' decision. This was very difficult and sad for both of them, since neither Isagi nor Bachira wanted anyone else but the two of them against the world. But their path was already set.

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Several years later, Isagi returned to Japan, his dream never having faded. He had become one of the best strikers in the world, renowned globally for his playing style and masterful control of the game. Just three weeks before his interview, he had turned twenty-five. Bachira, on the other hand, was twenty-four. He had become known for his hyperactive and unconventional personality on the field, both in his playing style and his overall demeanor. Even so, he also received criticism for his 'exaggerated' behavior, which Bachira tried to ignore, though it was difficult to maintain a smile knowing he was being treated as a joke.

—Day of the interview.—

"Isagi! It's an honor to have you here! Tell us, how is it that you play with such passion?"
"That's what a reporter said," as people surrounded the cameramen and Yoichi himself.

"Oh... well, my excitement comes from passion and adrenaline. And honestly-..."
The blue-haired man explained, but his words trailed off when he saw that blond and brown hair a couple of meters away. It was Bachira, who had come to the place simply for a stroll. Their eyes met. There were no expressions, no shouts, just surprise. And without hesitation, Isagi took off running, leaving the cameras behind to welcome his little bee with open arms.

I don't know, do whatever you want.